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There’s something odd about a bright blue sky at 8am in January
Expectations of 80 today.
I bought new shoes last night,
went to yoga, went to a show.
Saw my friend Ben play sad songs, all rock and violence
I wondered about catharsis.
Talked about how beautiful my friend’s girlfriend was.
She’s got these eyes that just zing, you know?
Saw some friends, saw people I didn’t know.
Got protective of the ones I did know.
Stood there, wondering about catharsis and why my shoulders never
seem to relax anymore.
Felt my phone buzz, ignored the texts until Ben was offstage.
Felt my phone ring. Took a call, hunched over on the back patio
chilly, hearing a voice over the buzz of people talking about nothing.
Heard a voice 3 hours ahead.
Strange how phones are like time travel.
Missed the body attached to the voice. Missed that body next to mine and the hands
attached to the mind attached to the voice 3 hours ahead.
Walked to my car alone. Didn’t listen to anything well
listened to whatever was on the radio. Didn’t hear.
Debated getting a taco or a burrito. Didn’t.
Got home. Ate leftover sticky rice. I think I showered.
Last night I dreamed about feeling relaxed. In my hands were
a million strings.
I was making something.
Woke up at 5:45am. Got out of bed at 6:13am. Got to my car at 6:30am.
Got to work at 7:30am. The radio droned about republicans and South Carolina.
Traffic wasn’t as bad as usual.
The sky is completely clear.
Expect highs of 80.
